"Ahem," Grand Commander Dassault Khan coughed a few times, and the voices of discussion in the hall gradually calmed down. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"All along, within our Silver Hand, there is an undesirable phenomenon. This has been prevalence since the time of Marshal Garissus, and as a result, there are hardly any other foreigners in our army. And our allies in the north, the High Elves, have severed ties with us as a result. Dassault Khan slowly got up and walked down the hall, looking at all the paladins and priests and bowing down and saying, "Pride, prejudice, even hostility. This is how our Silver Hand Paladins perceive the Gentiles, and this perception affects our soldiers and officers. ”

"Our traditional allies, the dwarves, have also complained about it, and they have even reduced their contact with us."

"I agree with Maxwell's words that this catastrophe is not just a matter for us Lordaerons. It is a disaster for everyone on the entire continent, and we happen to be on the front lines. Now I admit that with our power alone, it will be difficult to destroy these scourge spirits. I feel that it is time for us to put aside our pride and prejudice and accept the help of our former allies. ”

"There's no shame in that, and it's not a shame." Dassault Khan paced behind Locke, patted Locke on the shoulder and said, "Our young lord once told me that those foreigners don't care about the affairs of our land at all. ”

As it turned out, he was right. In the past few years that the natural disasters have continued, have we all seen foreigners encroaching on our land? Dassault Khan asked, turning to the people sitting around him.

"Yes, Grand Commander! In the mountains to the north of us, a band of trolls has escaped from Zuamman, Quel'Thalas. They were driven here by the elves, and we saw with our own eyes that they wanted to make a home here. A young pastor stepped forward, but the guy was clearly flawed in his head.

Everyone around him looked at him and let out a sneering laugh, and the young priest stood a little confused, looking at everyone in confusion.

The priest was pulled down by the man next to him, his mouth still explaining. "Oh, of course, they were our enemies, not our allies."

"So, I thought we could do something about it and see how it turned out. Nothing is set in stone, and perhaps it will free us from this war and allow our country to stand on the ruins again. ”

The Grand Commander's speech was over, and he returned to his seat and waited for an answer from the others.

"I'm in favor of this proposal!"

A mid-term shout rang out from the corner of the hall, and everyone looked at a paladin in the armor of judgment.

It's Erigor.

"Hello everyone, I'm Erigor, a member of the Brotherhood of Light, the Paladin of the Silver Dawn." This thing was a little excited, he kept holding the battle robe on his body, the muscles on his face twitched unconsciously, and it could be seen that he was very nervous.

"Well, ah, I'm in favor of the Grand Commander, well, and Baron Tairossos's proposal, if it would be best if it could be done. In this way, our problem of troop supply will be solved, and in the best case, we will be able to get help from their countries. It's much better than fighting a scourge here alone. ”

"Even if this method can't be realized, I hope to do what Lord Harvey said, select the front-line army and do an experiment. Anyway, we don't have anything to lose, do we? ”

As Erigor finished speaking, the members of Silver Dawn and the Brotherhood of Light, who were sitting on the side, spoke out in agreement.

Locke looked at him, and the guy winked at him slightly, and Locke smiled at him, then focused his gaze on General Abydis.

Now it's up to this great humanist to change his mind. Otherwise, if he disagrees, the meeting will start a voting process to decide whether to do so. And in this form, he will definitely lose, which will be a big blow to General Abydis, who values his face very seriously.

"Accept it, Abidis. We can't be isolated," Baron Tairossos's one-eyed eye focused on Abydis, who was looking down at the table, and he exhorted, "It's for Lordaeron, not for someone of us here." We wouldn't do it if the situation allowed. ”

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Abydis.

Bridget's father, Alfred Abydis, was undoubtedly a young paladin, only in his early 40s, a few years older than Tyrossos. As the current hard-line leader of the Silver Hand, it is obviously difficult to get him to back down and act against his heart.

This great humanist does not like soldiers of non-human races. Locke knew this, as he could see from the fact that he had never spoken to Norris and had given him a good face. In Locke's opinion, being a High Elf suits his temper. No, he's prouder than the High Elves!

Is it because I'm a paladin?? Is believing in the Light superior to others? How did I not know that the Light is so educational?

Moreover, the arrogance you expose to the outside world is simply funny to foreigners.

Locke complained in his heart, he was very dissatisfied with General Abydis, but he didn't dare to say, who let himself sleep with his daughter?

"I can accept this offer."

Baron Tairosos breathed a sigh of relief, his whole face flushed, and he smiled and stood up and walked towards Abydis.

"But!"

General Abydis's words made his face suddenly embarrassed.

Abydis looked at Tyrosos calmly, and he said slowly, "Just like Locke said, practice it for a while at your Silver Dawn before deciding whether to promote it among all legions!" You are responsible for all the problems that arise during this period! ”

"Yes! That's no problem! Baron Tairossos's embarrassed expression softened slightly.

"As for whether the Crusaders want to join .....," Abydis looked at Locke, who was nodding his head expectantly. "Then let's take a look at it in the Southern Theater for a while. Grand Commander, and Mograini, what do you think? ”

"Agreed, this is good for us Lordaeron, and there are no disadvantages." Mograini nodded, "If, there is no doubt, I think this offer can be recorded." ”

"What about you?" Grand Commander Dassault Khan, looking at the other Crusaders and the upper echelons of Silver Dawn. "Do you have any comments?"

Seeing that all the bigwigs have decided, the rest of the high-level will naturally not oppose it.

So, this proposal, which Locke could see at every meeting, was finally passed. It is believed that this will be of great help to the Crusaders.

The ensuing meeting was entangled in trivial matters, such as where the undead armies had been found, and where civilian settlements needed help. And the question of the division of interests that Locke had in mind in his previous meeting was not mentioned.

Locke thought about it, except for the new brand of Lordaeron Southern Theater Commander when he introduced himself before the meeting began, and then there was no other important content.

Maybe this is a division of their own interests? But what areas are included in the Southern Theater?

The meeting ended quickly.

At the end of the meeting, the plan for attacking Stratholme was decided, but with minor changes. The Crusaders and Silver Dawn will gather all the paladins and clerics and go to the outskirts of Stratholme to see what is going on inside, and then decide whether or not to let ordinary soldiers into the city.

And the number of more than a million undead really weighed on everyone's hearts with huge stones. If the already limited number of ordinary soldiers were surrounded by Stratholme and died, they alone would not be able to stop the army of the undead.

On the contrary, the clergy with the power of the Holy Light came to explore the outskirts of a city controlled by the undead, so that there was not much danger.

After all, the Light is the nemesis of the undead, and everyone knows that.

After the meeting, Locke, who was walking at the end, was stopped by Baron Tyrossos.

"Boy, you're really there!"

Baron Terosus grinned, unable to hide the smile on his face.

"I proposed a proposal countless times, and it was finally adopted. I really should say thank you, you don't know how important this advice is to us. It may save us Lordaerons! Save our country! ”

"It's because I believe in you that I support you and secretly collect those materials." Locke laughed and said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have given these things to you." ”

"Oh, yes!"

Baron Tyrosus hesitated, looked around at the attendants who were cleaning up the hall, and then led Locke to a remote prayer room.

"If this attack on Stratholme goes well, then we may have a new king."

The first words of Tyrosus surprised Locke!

This is not the case in history, not even in the past!

"And who will this king be?!" Locke couldn't hide the shock on his face, and he took Tyrossos' hand and asked. "Why didn't anyone tell me?!"

"Grand Commander Dassom Khan," said Baron Tyrossos softly, patting Locke on the shoulder and comforting him, "this is the result of our private deliberations, and this proposal has been approved by the local nobles, especially those of the Hillsbrad Hills. ”

"But the heir to the royal family has not been completely found, we..." Locke couldn't say any more, Kalia Minahir, the last heir to the royal family, is still alive! She's hiding somewhere in the Tirisfara glades!